I’ve tried to quit....so many times...What if I’m just broken and it can’t be fixed?
I don’t believe in “broken” or “fixed”. When I think of “broken”, my perception is of something that has lost its value, like a vase broken in pieces which can no longer hold water nor flowers.
There is a Japanese practice that mends broken pieces with gold. I love that!
That which was broken - now stands more beautiful than ever. Its beauty was always present. ..neither broken nor fixed.